I have not been a fan of microphotography, although
I have experimented with a few micro lenses back in the 1990s. In addition to
the special equipment, microphotography requires planning, patience, and
countless shots to get a good one.
I am more of an impulsive and spontaneous
photographer, although over the years I have come to anticipate certain moments
and be ready for that famous “critical moment” to click.
But, there are still surprises.
Recently I drove from Arizona to California, passing
by the Imperial Valley desert. It is a drive I like as the scenery changes
constantly, especially when there is a sand storm as it was the case during my
trip. Starting at around 6000 feet mountain altitude in Arizona, one ends below
sea level in the Imperial Valley. In fact, the geographic area of the Imperial
Valley covers 50 miles from the southern end of the Salton Sea into Mexico. As
such, it is 235 feet below the edge of the Salton Sea. So the pristine and cool
air of the Arizona high desert changes within a few hours of driving into
extremely hot, and the green plateau into barren mountains. There is no
population presence one can see, until El Centro which is the largest city in the
area with about 165,000 populations.
For me the attraction is the Imperial Valley Dunes
area where the sand dunes are very similar to the Sub-Saharan desert. The
change from barren mountains and rocky land to the fine sand and shifting dunes
is very dramatic.
So, I stopped at the top of the Dunes recreation
area to stretch my legs. In the almost monochromatic context of the dunes I
noticed three black dots perhaps half a mile away. I grabbed my Nikon F3 with
my trusted 1970’s Vivitar Series One 70-210mm zoom lens. Now I could see three humans
walking up the dunes.
I took a few photos without knowing what I was
looking at. I set the speed to 1/100 second and the lens closed down to f22. It
was my way of thinking about microphotography – to discover what the scene was all
about only after enlarging parts of the negative.
And here is what happened.
This is the actual proportion shown through the
180mm lens. When looking with my barren eyes, the three people were just dots.
An extreme enlargement starts uncovering a mystery.
Who are the two people wearing what seems to be scuba diving gear? In the
desert at 105 degree Fahrenheit? Who was the third person? Was it a male or
female? What was in his/her hands?
Here is another shot. The footprints they made were
deep and clearly delineated. As they were moving quite fast, I wonder if they
wore some sort of “snowshoe”. Sandshoe?
And, so close to the Salton Sea I could
not resist thinking about Poseidon and his Trident seeing the tracks….
… What did my lens uncover in these sand dunes? A
mystery of sorts.
Perhaps it is my way of microphotographic voyeurism
of these neo-nomads wearing scuba-diving suits in the California desert at high
noon.
April 16, 2016
© Vahé A. Kazandjian, 2016
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